So after combing the myspace, facebook and personal archives I have compiled everything now onto this site with handy category tags listed to the right. If you are interested in a particular topic click a tag and you are off! So if posts are entitled and have a repost note and date you know its my invocations from a previous life…most likely my Ph.D. life; which you may find highly amusing or slightly depressing.

I found this note in my facebook archives and thought I would reshare it on this blog. It was following a trip to Imperial College, London where I took a Mathematical Modeling course. Posted: Sep 18, 2009.

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So I’ve been at a course at Imperial College in London for the past 2 weeks attempting to turn myself into somewhat of a mathematical modeler (please keep your uncontained laughter to a dull roar). It’s been quite intense and very enjoyable and frustrating, all in all doing exactly what it promised to do.

FIRST and foremost it was anonymous info gathering, no way to link anyone to anything here–anon posts were used. AND I have the authors permission and enthusiastic support in fact to share this information from his paper/poster.

The Authors: JA Fries (Computer Science Graduate Student), TY Ho (Comp Sci graduate student), PM Polgreen (his boss and assistant prof at Univ of Iowa), AM Serge.

William Borden was born into great wealth and attended Yale in 1905, but if you do a search on William Borden on the internet you won’t find great business dealings or a discovery of a new drug…he died at 25.  And to many his life was a great waste.

Well…I am now back from my trip to D.C. I got my fill of museums, dancing, city life, good (expensive) food, and monuments. All in all, not bad for a break. I will only describe one experience here.

I went to the Holocaust Museum. It was unbelievable well done. A lot of reading but absolutely amazing. I think that everyone should go through it despite the fears of going into a museum about such a depressing subject. It started with Hilter and Nazism’s rise to power and the political and economic situation of Germany at the time, goes through the inital arrests, then the Jews situation, into the Final Solution, and ends with a Final Chapter. You go in and they give you an ID card of someone who actually went through the Holocaust, it goes through their lives, and how they survived or did not survive the slaughter…**

In time you will find that to be happy with someone else, you first need to not need that person, you will find also that the person you love, or think you love, who doesn’t want to have anything to do with you, is not the person for your life. You will learn to like yourself, to take care of yourself, principally to like who likes you. The secret is not to chase after butterflies; it’s to take care of the garden so that they come to you.

So, I’ve written poetry in the past, still do on occasion, not as much as I used to though, but I’ve been inspired to put up one of mine…it’s an older one now, I wrote it back in high school, I’ll share it all the same …   A Sonnet Through eyes of one you knew, and yet did not; I wait in some hopelessly vacant trance– Knowing myself surpassed and forgot; Viewing myself dull against her vibrance.

The Sky is Crying The sky is crying And I dont know why. Washing the heat, Washing the dust From a predetermined life.   Rivulets at my ankles, Wind in my face, Uncertainty before me, Uncertainty within me Just trying to keep pace.   I feel the lightening I feel the thunder I feel the frustration I feel nothing.

So while I was during Christmas I encountered many friends I have had since moving to the islands when I was 11 (10? 11?–ah doesn’t matter)…and I saw almost all of them between Oahu and Maui and talked to the rest via phone.  And between the people I know from home, all the friends I met and have through school and family–I have realized there are really two types of people. Those who live and those who exist. Not that one is particularly better than the other, just depends on the person.

I’m back from Brazil! I am not going to relate the specifics of my trip if you want to know that stuff check out the blog I kept: http://springinbrazil.blogspot.com but suffice it to say it was absolutely amazing. When I decided to go to Brazil I went to refocus and clarify somethings in my life about my future and where I am supposed to be following the completion of my thesis.